If Hope is the thing with Feathers…

It’s been a tough week.  Some friends have passed away.  And some famous people have passed on, too.  It felt like every day for the last week someone I knew or someone I knew of died. For some odd reason Emily Dickinson’s poem “Hope is the thing with feathers” has popped into my head.  If…

Sucker-punched by Loss

What is the time frame to get over the loss of someone you love? Is there a point where you say it doesn’t hurt anymore? My brother passed away 27 years ago; he was only 22 years old. I often think of the life he missed out living; so many things he never got to…